I have like, this problem in my wiring where. I get distracted by the darkness in my dome dormitory alot. And it dips some of my nuggets in the salt pot because I end up motherfucking. forgetting ever to reply to people even when I am like, spreading the jam and coming up with plots we like.

So, like. I reply with all the apologizes and side orders and try to move forward but I end up going more silent than a traumatized 1930's mime with a big career in the early visual media biss. They end up thinking I ain't into them but in truth I dip in and out of reality so much that I might as well be a narnia delivery man.

I do it to people I talk OOCly. It's like my brain is on an egg timer, if conversations don't move roughly fast it just starts forgetting who I'm writing too and I won't remember for like, 4 days. Then it's like...shit...what's the point pulling the noose when they probably already felt they got the verdict. So let 'em go. Better for them.


[@falka] I keep forgetting to reply to my sister even when like to jam like a rapper with a sandwich obsession. 


[@LadyGodiva] is one I recall doing this too. I think. fuck I got so many PMs that I feel like the king of england of with all the major ministries. but just to be sure, sorry sister.


There's probably a few others that even if I like and think are all steel and steroid in the spectrum department that I won't recall for another 5 hours.